Chapter 7: The Birth of the Tyrant Body
[Name: Jin]
Title: None
Level: 2
Magic Power: 50
Stamina: 15
Speed: 2
Strength: 5
Vitality: 3
Agility: 3
Dexterity: 0
EXP: 150 / 300
Bloodlines:
• Ancient Azure Dragon (Not Activated)
• Blood Demon Bloodline (Not Activated)
Cultivation Method: Paragon Heaven Manual
Technique: Tyrant Body – Bronze Form
Fragments: Wind Element Fragment ×6
Available Attribute Points: 0
The Wolf King stood atop the bloodied cavern floor, its fur bristling with savage might, its yellow eyes gleaming with primal intelligence. It lifted its massive head and let out a howl that echoed like thunder through the tunnels, shaking loose dust from the ceiling.
Then came the pulse.
[System Alert: Enemy Skill Activated – Forbidden Technique: Blood Wolf]
[Level Temporarily Increased → 5]
[Strength and Defense Greatly Enhanced]
Red veins crawled across its hide like writhing serpents, bulging beneath its fur. Its aura exploded outward—crimson and violent. The pressure alone made the air feel like molten lead.
One paw lashed forward.
BOOM!
The party's Wall Defender was shattered in a single blow—its surface cracked like brittle glass before exploding into chunks of rubble.
"Impossible!" gasped one of the archers.
"Use Wind Piercer! Now!" barked the party leader.
Twin arrows, glowing with air essence, whistled through the air and struck the Wolf King's chest.
Ping. Ping.
They bounced off harmlessly.
The beast snarled, baring its glowing fangs. Then—
CRACK!
Its tail lashed out like a whip. The two archers were flung across the cavern like ragdolls, crashing into walls with bone-shattering force. Blood sprayed in arcs. The poor carrier boy behind them was caught in the shockwave and crumpled to the floor—silent, unmoving.
Only four now stood.
Jin remained behind the leader, flanked by Rodney, the fire mage, and Sarah, the healer. Their breathing was ragged, mana nearly depleted. All color had drained from their faces.
And then…
The beast lowered its body. Its muscles coiled like springs.
[Enemy Skill Activated: Alpha Pressure]
The air shifted.
It wasn't just energy—it was domination. Jin felt it in his marrow. An invisible force pressed down on them, as if the mountain itself were collapsing atop their shoulders.
Jin's legs buckled.
Rodney's flames sputtered and died.
Sarah dropped to one knee, her healing glow extinguished.
The party leader grunted… and collapsed, his sword falling from limp fingers.
[System Notification: Scanning Enemy Status…]
Enemy HP: 12 / 520
Status: Critically Weakened
Estimated Time to Death (Blood Loss): 45 seconds
System Alert: All Allies Unconscious in 10 Seconds
You Will Be The Only One Left Standing
Jin's heart slammed against his ribs. His vision narrowed.
Everyone… was gone.
Rodney fell first. Sarah followed, her head striking the stone with a soft thud. The leader's body hit the ground moments later, unmoving.
And then there was one.
Jin stood alone.
His hands trembled. His chest heaved. Fear pressed in from all sides. But within that terror, something stirred—raw, instinctual, hungry.
[System Prompt: Initiate Tyrant Body – Bronze Form Training?]
[Y/N]
[Elemental Synergy Detected – Paragon Heaven Manual Compatible]
"...Yes," Jin whispered.
The moment he confirmed, golden runes bloomed behind his eyelids. Diagrams—perfect in symmetry—etched themselves into his mind. They mapped muscle movement, breathing flow, balance, posture, willpower.
He didn't hesitate.
His legs dropped into a wide horse stance.
His arms locked into form.
His body ignited with bronze light.
The pain was instant.
Every cell screamed as bronze energy threaded through his muscles. He bit his tongue hard enough to taste blood—but he did not move.
The Wolf King lunged.
SLASH!
Its glowing claws raked across his chest, tearing flesh and cloth. Blood sprayed… but Jin didn't fall.
"It hurts… but I'm growing stronger," he hissed through clenched teeth.
Again, the Wolf King struck.
Again, Jin endured.
Each blow was a hammer on the anvil of his body. And with each strike, the bronze aura thickened. His skin gleamed. His stance deepened.
He responded—not with magic. Not with swordplay. But with will.
BAM!
His fist smashed into the Wolf King's snout. The beast reeled.
Another strike. Another roar.
But Jin was no longer retreating.
He was transforming.
Power surged through his arms. His back widened. His blood boiled.
He charged, his every step thunderous.
"Tyrant Body – Bronze Impact!"
A final breath.
He twisted, grounded his stance, and poured every ounce of strength into his right fist.
CRACK!
The punch landed squarely in the Wolf King's chest. Bones shattered like twigs. The beast's eyes widened in disbelief as it stumbled backward, then collapsed.
A heavy silence fell.
Jin stood over the corpse, chest heaving. His fists trembled from overuse. Blood dripped from his wounds… but the battle was over.
And then his knees gave out.
He fell forward, collapsing beside the lifeless monster.
[System Notification: Enemy Defeated – Blood Wolf King (Level 5)]
[EXP Gained: +600]
[Level Up! → Level 3]
[Level Up! → Level 4]
[Bonus Rewards Unlocked]
• Blood Wolf Core (Rank E)
• Beast Talent Fragment ×2
[Tyrant Body Progress: Bronze Form – 22% Mastery]
[Warning: Host is Fatigued. Mandatory Recovery Period Initiated – Minimum 2 Hours Unconscious]
The world began to spin. Distant, muted. Jin's eyes fluttered.
And then a final line of system text appeared:
[Congratulations. You stood alone. And survived.]
As his vision faded into blackness, Jin's lips curled into a faint smile.
He had faced death.
And walked through it—alive.